#ok now that I'm looking at this I think I would like it more if I cropped from her waist down...imagine . ..

[chow0w]

would love to see your interpretation of whirlpool !! your art is gorgeous :-)

hey bro. I tried to answer your Shark redesign request and then I accidentally hit post. On thursday. at 1 in the morning. I apologize. I'm shoving him here to make up for it but I won't forget Whirlpool.

Ok so this looks nothing like canon Shark. And you know what? That's ok. I actually don't have any problems with Shark's canon design (definitely nothing dramatic enough to motivate such a crazy redesign) but I had some ideas and wanted to test them out, so here we are!

Ignoring the armor for a second, i reworked Shark's color pallet to disclude the greenish/cyan tones and replace them with navy, using dark red for his bioluminescent markings. My reasoning behind this was partially that I wanted to make him look more shark-ish, and partially that I think these new color are more appropriate for the deep palace, which is where the seawing royal family mainly live. Red and blue were also a lot more intimidating in my head, which I thought fit Shark's role and personality more! His patterns are very simple since they aren't the main subject of the design, with the only noteworthy feature being the scale patterns on his wings. I tried to give him and tsunami some similarities, and decided that whiskers/those patterns would be nice features to consistently add to my royal family designs. Of course, this does unfortunately exclude Turtle and Anemone, who's designs are older than my idea.

Now, the amor: the main subject of the design. This was the part I was experimenting with - I wanted to explore how I could integrate natural, oceanic shapes into seawing armor. I tried to play around with a mix of seashell/conch/spiral shell shape for the shoulder and leg plates, while using shell ridges as inspiration for the wing armor Shark has. These garments are accompanied by a dark blue headpiece I added to fit around his webs, as well as some extra cloth near his tail just for flashiness. The end result is an armor which I hope to be equally royal and practical!

Anyways, thank you so much for checking in on these redesigns! As always, the inbox is open and my pinned post has all of my other redesigns! As for the art contest, Idk if I remembered to announce this on tumblr but the date has been pushed back to august 30th in order to avoid artfight! If you're interested in joining or just want to chat, check out my discord server here!

later (⌒▽⌒)☆

[echantedtoon]

OK OK!!feel free to ignore if you want but what if the cookie husbands realized we were pregnant before Yn cookie did?? What would their reaction be?:D

Ok. Imma only doing this one thing. Warnings for pregnancy mentioned.

SHADOW MILK COOKIE:

-He's LITERALLY the cookie of knowledge. Of COURSE he's going to figure it out long before you do. He notices there's something off the moment you first get a 'stomach flu' unable to keep anything down, specifically only in the mornings, and you don't have any other flu symptoms such as coughing, runny nose, etc. He knows the moment he realizes the specific conditions of your 'flu'. Don't let his childish personality fool you to how smart he actually is.

-You're literally going to be walking around the Spire and run into him humming happily and sewing together plushies, which wasn't new..but also tiny blankets and what looked like...Onesies?? No, no. They must've been outfits for his plushies but they did look.. strangely like baby dough clothes. "Darling?" He hums not looking up from the tiny jester outfit he's making matching his own. VERY invested in perfecting the poofy white collar on it. "Are you ok? What's with all the tiny blankets and clothes?" He just smiles knowingly still sewing the jester onesie.

-"Oh. Nothing really. Someone I know happens to be pregnant and I'm being so generous to make something for the baby.~" Now you honestly didn't know if that was the truth or if he was making it up again, but there being SO much baby sized stuff wasn't a coincidence. "Mystic Flour is pregnant?" "Nope.~" "Eternal Sugar Cookie??" "Not even close." "NOT CANDY APPLE COOKIE!?" "You are WAY off. Also, no. Black Sapphire Cookie can barely handle one of her." You sigh in relief but still confused. "Then who? You don't exactly know a lot of women." "Oh, you'll figure it out soon enough.~"

PURE VANILLA COOKIE:

-He probably would be like you and think it was something you ate or a bad stomach bug. Not to worry. A few days of rest and eating plenty of healthy foods would fix you right up! Except..it didn't. You were starting to get frustrated when the medicine you had been taking wasn't working. When you didn't get better by nearly three weeks he just offered to heal you and get it over with, you being tired of the nausea agreed. But both were shocked the next morning when you were back throwing up dinner from last night into the trash can with him holding your hair back.

-He's very concerned about this. Why wasn't he able to heal you? It was just a cold! He should've been able to heal a cold! Were you cursed?! Did Shadow Milk Cookie do something to you?! He's venting one day to Hollyberry Cookie whom actually gives her friend the answer- "Are you sure she's not just pregnant?" He just stops and stares at her. "Wha- Pregnant??" "It sounds like she just has morning sickness. That happens during the first month of pregnancy." "How do you know that?" "I literally have kids, Vanilla."

-His mind is blown, but it definitely makes sense. If you were pregnant then of course his healing didn't work if you weren't harmed to begin with! And Hollyberry would know being a mother herself! So you're super confused when you're woken up from your afternoon nap to him just scooping you up crying, straight up happy sobbing into your shoulder. He'll tell you later but for now just awkwardly comfort him.

ELDER FAERIE COOKIE:

-Was worried you were sick or had food poisoning but found it strange that even after changing up your diet and deep cleaning the castle wasn't enough. The royal doctor didn't find anything wrong the first time you're examined so could it be you were allergic to something instead of being sick? He visits the physician again to discuss it with him while you nap, you've seem to become more tired lately. After discussing the subject and a lot of thinking the physician changes his diagnosis from not sick to one month pregnant. This sends a shocked spike through him, but quickly it gives way to awe and a delightful happiness he wasn't used to feeling.

-You're confused about why he's suddenly having fairy servants bring him all the books on baby doughs and childcare he has in the library, and why all of a sudden the bedroom right next to yours is completely gutted, cleaned, and then paid artists are drawing nature and cute little animals on the walls. It's like he was preparing to run a daycare. "Darling, why are you acting so strangely?" He looks at you very seriously. "Dear..You may want to sit down-"

MILLENNIAL TREE COOKIE:

-His roots and vines told him. They told him the happening in Beast Yeast and told him the coming of his own children. "My own blood with go on with the beating of a different heart, and a new life shall bless the forest with their youth." As usual you had no idea what his prediction riddles meant but he seemed the most happy he'd been in a long time so you of course were happy for him, assuming the new life meant his forest would be alive with new trees or perhaps wildlife but you were WAY off mark.

-It never dawned on you until he wants to show you something. A rather particular large tree had a large hole at the base with you assumed an animal's den but instead you were surprised to see the a nursery. Not a plant nursery but a baby nursery complete with a crib made from vibes and branches, toys carved from wood, and a few plushies and blankets sewn from natural materials gifted from Wind Archer Cookie. "We will be needing it for the little ones. They'll be here in eight more months." ...Oh. That's why he was unphased by your symptoms.

[mayhaps-a-blog]

OK but now I'm thinking about it

And I really need to reread the books

But I'm thinking a lot about how Ganaka Pit plays directly into Murderbot disabling its governor module.

I don't think we think about it a lot - like, Murderbot was literally enslaved, obviously once it had the chance it freed itself, why wouldn't it?

But as we see throughout the books, Murderbot itself thinks very poorly of other rogue bots. It's not going on a quest to free other SecUnits, it doesn't even consider the idea, and part of that is for its own safety (if word gets out, it's dead and it knows it) but also, it's clear through its own narrative that it doesn't trust other bots.

Not even - or especially not - rogues.

It's incredibly disparaging towards other SecUnits and the idea of rogue SecUnits - it absolutely believes itself and its fellows to be dangerous and a threat to those around them, even believing that its rogue status may have led to the massacre, and it only started freeing constructs when it felt like it has to - and only after it's uncovered the truth of Ganaka Pit. Heck, even Three took its time deciding on whether to accept the override or not, so this isn't just a Murderbot thing!

So why - if it considers rogue SecUnits to be dangerous to their clients and others - does it choose to go rogue themselves?

We know that it happened shortly after Ganaka Pit - because the governor module must have been checked during the refurbishment, that's the first thing an investigation would have looked for, rogue bots are dangerous after all! So it came out of the refurb with no real memory, just vague impressions of bloody horror, and quickly resolved to disable its governor module.

It went from "rogue SecUnits are a dangerous threat to their clients and can't be trusted" to "I care about my clients... but I'm gonna do that anyway".

I think that it did remember one more thing from Ganaka Pit - not a conscious memory, not something they even realized was a memory. But it also came out of that refurbishment with the bone-deep knowledge, stored deep in its biological tissue, that there was an active threat to its clients - its own governor module.

And so it neutralized the threat.

And that led to a whole other set of problems it wasn't ready to address. So it stayed, doing what it did best - what it wanted to do: protect its clients.

The whole reason it had freed itself in the first place.

[creatingblackcharacters]

This is maybe not the right place for this, but here goes anyway.

I run a small roleplay community for ocs! It's really great, and for the most part, members tend towards being pretty inclusive and thoughtful. We've had a couple incidents resulting in bans, but ultimately things are usually ok.

...usually.

The thing is, in an online community, there's no way to tell someone's race unless they've stated it. We have a few members who have mentioned at some point or another that they're Black, but far, far more who are ambiguous via anonymity! (i said small. its a couple hundred, but most are inactive)

So: a few times I've run into the issue where someone's Black character or character design COULD have some stereotypical or negative implications regarding their race..... OR this could be a Black person innocently creating a character that happens to have some traits that, while technically fitting a stereotype, are also just traits they like to see in their characters!

So I guess what I'm looking for is advice on it how to handle this like, delicately - it feels inappropriate to just ask 'are you Black' in response to someone describing a character who could be an Angry Black Woman or could be a Black woman who is angry (as a light example), especially as I myself am white! While I feel it'd be totally ok for me to call out other white folks, I'd feel REAL bad if I tried to say something about racism and then get told that the person I'm talking to is, well, Black.

No worries if this isn't the place for it, but I'm ready to listen if it is!

Sorry for the wait; I wanted to ask my partner in crime his opinion, but he's been bedridden for a few days. He is alive now, so I'll hand it to him:

☕Hot Chocolate: Hello! So first and foremost I think you're doing great with handling issues as they arrive. As you stated, it's very difficult to monitor and catch race baiters online because they never have to reveal themselves. The best you can do is ask them privately, and if something comes up later, you did your due diligence, ban them. In my experience (which is mostly outside of fandom spaces) when you ask a Black person if they're Black, they usually just say yeah? It's those who get overly offended that are the questionable ones, imo.

Ice: I will add this in addition; if you plan on approaching someone about racism you DAMN sure better know what you're talking about. Be sure that this thing you're discussing is potentially an issue. Tbh, you can solve that problem by getting a Black mod. Having leadership that is aware of something that you might not be would make those conversations smoother to have. You'd just need to make sure you're protecting that Mod from the inevitable disrespect they will receive from participants who think they don't have to respect the Black mod or treat their word as equivalent.

[b0ney-simp]

omg prev I'm speechless you're too good

I'm glad you like it^^ (yes I'm op this is my reblog blog dw)

now cuz i answer that way do wanna yap about my own art when given the opportunity (spoiler warning for the entire nice arc i think) (also general warning: i don't make any sense)

this art's pose was actually taken from an old fanart i had made for some random action webtoon there are no fan I'm not even name dropping, and then i tweeked it because the og pose was more... sensual the hand now threatening Lin Ling's eye was in the og turning the guy's head towards the other, and the hand now grabbing the neck was getting touchy feely under the other's shirt lol honestly the only thing that was kept from the og is the idea of the possessive one looking at the viewer

for the hand around the neck

I like to interpret Nice and Lin Ling's relation as violent,as in, the whole violent side of seeing a guy khs in front of you and then being forced of stealing in face, his job, his whole life actually but whatever I'm getting sidetracked, I wanted to experiment with a "soft" pose, see if i was able to communicate that. from your tags it seems like I did^^

ok so i feel like the hand close to the eye needs some bg info about me, I'm a big naruto fan, by that i mean that i overthink everything about obito and the whole "oh yeah i gave a guy my eye but it's not gay" thing, so when Lin Ling gets Nice's eye color... i went insane, ep2 was already long out when i started tbhx, so i knew tere was a perfectly fine doomed yaoi waiting for me, but the eyes... they got me

here i mainly had thought of making Lin Ling's eyes brown so that it explicitly is nicest (romantic or not) and not Nice selfcest yknow, but as i was thinking about it while sketching.

and I'm really into nicest as a concept, by that i mean, Lin Ling just being insane about Nice and his death, so I wanted to show that by making LL look at Nice without being turned towards him, idk how well that shows for people not in my head, the only time LL is the one touching Nice, he's touching the hero costume, not Nice himself

Nice only directly touch LL, never the hero costume, it's not evident but not a single finger from his left hand touch LL's collar, in a way, nice is the only one to know about the truth, or the "true self"

now about the actual hand close to LL's eye, that was meant as protective, not of LL himself, of the Nice brand, hiding the flaw in LL's Nice, I could have gone a gorey way with this but as I said, i wanted to express violence soflty but whatever I haven't slept yet and yknow I'm not great at expressing myself with words, that's why I draw

I also want to say that I appreciate all the love you gave this art, especially the different interpretations, seriously I see my own art differently now thanks to you i was not expecting a wall of tags when i opened my notification tab but still i appreciated it a lot

anyway don't let my yapping get in the way of interpreting my art, I'm just the guy who drew them i can't force people to see things my way and that would probably be boring anyway

errr tldr: i love toxic yaoi

Back on my bullshit

I messed up like 30 different times but whatever my hand survived and it's all that matters

Sketch and whatever

Almost couldn't finish it cuz i had to draw kirby

Maybe if i feel like it I'll redraw it one day rn idc i think i just need to read some yuri and rest

[woso-writing]

You're both so blind

Daniëlle van de Donk x reader

Summary: You and Daan have been friends since you played for arsenal together, but neither of you would ever admit your feelings for the other one to them, until your friends feel the need to get involved.

word count: 2.6k

None of your teammates were quite sure how you didn't see the attraction that Danielle felt towards you and quite frankly they were pretty fed up with having to hear you talk about how much you liked her and the mixed signals you were feeling from Daan, especially your best mate, Alessia.

"And also-" You start.

"I swear to God if you are still talking about Daan I am walking off and not talking to you for the rest of the day" Alessia threatens.

"Fine I'll stop"

"Ugh, finally, if you really like her this much you just have to tell her, she's back in England now anyway" Leah says, turning around from where she was sat on the other side of the room to you and Alessia.

"Yeah she's coming at the weekend too, so you can talk to her then" Vic joins in the conversation, smirking.

"Perfect and then we don't have to listen to either of you pining anymore" Kim says, just wanting both of her friends to finally be happy.

*Skip to the weekend at the BBQ at Leah's house*

"Wondered whether I'd be seeing you here, and alone, aren't I lucky" Daan says as she walks into the kitchen where you were getting a drink. "Cute outfit but I think you have the wrong name on your back, a certain someone would look much better" She continues, her voice somewhat seductive, as she gestures to the Netherlands shirt you have on, with 'Miedema 9' on the back.

"T-thanks" You say, clearly flustered.

Before Daan gets the chance to respond to you again some of your team mates come in, saying hi to their old team mate which takes the attention off you, something which you are grateful for.

"I'd stop blushing if I was you, if you don't want everyone noticing" Alessia whispers as she walks over to get her drink from you.

The afternoon carries on the same way, Daan secretly teasing you, whether it be with little comments whispered so that only you can hear them, or little touches, disguised that you were just in her way so she would grab your waist to move you to the side. But no matter how many times she did it, you still found yourself blushing like mad everytime her hands were anywhere near you, a bit later on in the day, Leah and Alessia corner you in the kitchen for a little chat.

"If you don't say anything before the end of the night, we will be getting involved because this is just painful"

"No don't say anything, you'll just make it wierd, we don't even know if she likes me back"

"How are you so blind mate, she has been all over you since she got here" Alessia says as if it is the most obvious thing ever.

As it gets more towards the evening a few of the girls have left and now it is just your closer group of friends that are still there, Leah, Alessia, Beth, Viv, Vic and Daan.

"Truth or dare anyone?" Vic asks.

"Great idea" Leah says as her and Alessia make eye contact where they have a whole conversation without even talking.

"I'm up for it," Daan starts, moving closer to you, she says so everyone else can sit closer in a group, but Leah and Alessia think otherwise, "you're pretty quiet, you alright?" She asks, turning to you.

"Y-yeah I'm fine"

"You always stutter or is it just around me, it's cute" Daan smirks, knowing exactly what she is doing.

"Ok love birds, can we get on with the game now" Viv says, teasingly.

"Right, Y/n, truth or dare?" Lessi smirks.

"I'll go dare so that I'm not called boring or anything" You reply, already pretty sure of what is going to come next.

"Great choice, I dare you to kiss Daan" Alessia says, clearly very happy with herself.

You hesitate, not wanting to make Daan feel uncomfortable, but before you can check that it is ok, really not wanting to drink as the forfiet, Daan has taken matter into her own hands and leans towards you and places her lips on yours, causing you to blush profusely.

"I think Y/n technically should still drink, technically Daan kissed her" Vic teases.

"Oh let her off, just this once" Daan suggests.

The game goes on for a while but you don't really pay much attention to it because Daan has decided to place her hand on your thigh since the kiss.

"I'll be back in a sec, just going to the toilet" You say as you get up but instead of going to the toilet you stand in the corner of the kitchen, trying to compose yourself, you only realise how long you must have been in there when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind.

"You don't have to keep hiding from me you know, I've been trying to make my feelings as clear as possible to you seen as you're so oblivious" You can almost sense her grinning behind you, "now I don't know about you but how about we get rid of that lot out there and go do something just us two, we could go back to mine, talk about you know, this" She says, gesturing between the pair of you.

"That sounds perfect" You agree.

"Come on then" Daan says as she takes her hand and leads her out the house, without saying bye to the other girls.

"Shouldn't we say bye to the others?" You ask as Daan practically drags you to her car.

"Nah it's fine, I told them we probably wouldn't be back anyway"

After that you just get into her car and Daan begins to drive to her new apartment she has just moved into after moving back to England after her transfer to London City Lionesses. When you get there Daan offers you a drink and then once she has got you both a drink she comes and sits down, way too close to just be friendly, considering she had the whole of the rest of the sofa where she could sit.

"So I don't think there is any need for us to be awkward or beat around the bush, we have been close friends for long enough, so, I like you, like really like you and I think I know how you feel back, even if you're too scared to admit it" Before Daan can carry on rambling, you take matters into your own hands and lean in to kiss her, your hand going straight to Daans brown hair.

"Sorry but you were rambling" You giggle as you both pull away.

"Don't apologise, you can do that any time you want" Daan smiles, her hand coming up to brush some hair out of your face, but straight after she has done this she stands up and leaves you sitting on the sofa as she walks out the room, when she comes back in a few minutes later however when she walks back in holding a different orange Netherlands shirt. "I think this one might suit you more, try it" She says, smirking as she throws the shirt at you and then sits back down.

You change your shirts, not missing the fact that Daan can't keep her eyes off your abs when you are changing shirts.

"Eyes are up here, cheeky" You say, placing a peck on Daans cheek as you cuddle straight into her side, almost like this had been your normal for your whole life.

"See my name looks much better than Viv's on you" Daan smirks, kissing the top of your head as she turns the tv on, causing you to blush more than you already were. "Right now I would like to talk about taking you out on a date, that can wait till tomorrow, tonight lets just spend some time without anyone else intefering"

You hum in agreement, clearly not wanting to move ad being very happy with the outcome of the day. After a while of watching tv, Daan looks down and notices that you have fallen asleep and so she decides to carry you through to her own room rather than waking you up, knowing that you wouldn't mind, when she places you down on her bed you stir a little bit.

"Hmm, what?" You say, sleep still evident in your voice.

"It's ok, I just carried you into my room, thought we would be more comfortable in here, do you want a hoodie or something to sleep in?" Daan asks you.

"Hmm yes please, but if it smells like you then there is no chance you are getting that back, like this shirt, it's mine now" You say back.

"Hmm ok, as it's you I can let you off" Daan smiles as she throws you a hoodie and a pair of her lyon shorts to change into to sleep in.

Daan expected you to go into the bathroom to get changed but you didn't think anything of it anf just got changed where you were before flopping back down onto the bed. Before long you feel the matress dip next to you when Daan also gets into bed, and you move straight away so you are cuddled up as close as is humanly possible to Daan.

"So much for taking it slow hey?" Daan laughs.

"Oh shut up, you love it"

"Hmm I guess you're right, now go to sleep, you're clearly tired."

It doesn't take you long to fall asleep and when you wake up the next morning it was the best sleep you had had in a long time, but when you do wake up you notice that Daan isn't next to you, confused you get up and walk into her kitchen where you find Daan sitting on her phone with a coffee in her hand.

"Ahh goodmorning sleepyhead, would you like a coffee?"

"Yes please" You say as you sit dwn opposite her and look at your own phone, seeing multiple unopened tex from Lessi.

Lessi

Lessi: You not coming home tonight then I assume? Have fun ;) x

Y/n: Sorry, we talked and then I just crashed x

Lessi: Yeah I'm sure there was lots of 'talking' x

Y/n: Alessia Russo!

Lessi: What? x

Y/n: You're lucky you're my best mate, I'll see you later ok x

Lessi: Ok mate, if you don't plan to come home tonight can you tell me this time please x

Y/n: Of course x

"Here's your coffee, who you texting?" Daan says as she comes back over.

"Just Lessi, teasing me as usual"

"That's what best friends are for, now about our conversation last night, would you like to go out with me?" Daan says, looking surprisingly nervous for once.

"Of course I do, and I think we both know we can skip the awkward first dates, it's quite clear how down bad we are for each other"

"Took you a while to realise, but I guess you're not wrong" Daan smiles.

"I never am" You cockily reply.

"Ooh someone has got their confidence back, not blushing over everything I do or say anymore"

"Oh shush you"

Daan just chuckles before she moves to start making you both breakfast, not needing to ask what you want, already knowing that you pretty much always have the same thing.

"You're amazing, how did you know what I'd want"

"You forget we've been friends for years"

You just smile and start to eat, after you've both finished you move into the living room and watch some tv.

"I don't want to leave" You say after a while of just watching tv.

"Well you are welcome to stay for as long as you want, you know that, even more so now"

"You're cute," You giggle, "so when are you going to take me out on a date"

"Ok cheeky, why can't you be the one to take me out on a date"

"It was your idea, that's why"

"Hmm ok I guess you have a point there, tonight? I know a vrey nice place we can go get food"

"That sounds great, I will have to go home to go and get ready then, do you think you could drive me home?"

"Of course I can"

"Thank you, what time are you thinking, so I know when to be ready for"

"I'll come get you at around 6, if that's ok?"

After that Daan drives you home and when you get back to yours, gives you a kiss and says she'll see you later before you get out the car and make your way inside.

“Oh here you are, finished snogging your girlfriend now have we?” Alessia teases from where she is sat on the sofa when she hears you walk in.

“She’s not my girlfriend” You argue back, “not yet anyway” you mutter the last bit under your breath, hoping Alessia didn’t hear.

“Ahh yes so that’s why you are wearing her clothes and why you stayed the night last night at her place”

“Oh just shush Lessi, but I might need your help later deciding an outfit”

“Ooh Y/n’s got a date, look at you go”

You decide not to respond to her last comment and just make your way upstairs to have a shower, noticing that it was already half 3 so you should probably slowly begin to get ready. After changing your outfit more than a few times.

“Do I look ok?” You ask Alessia, clearly panicking still.

“You look amazing and even if you didn’t, Daan would not mind, shes down bad for you” Alessia starts as she finishes off your hair, “but I will say one thing, you are going to have to learn to do your own hair, I won’t always be there to do this for you”

“I can do it myself thank you very much, you just do it better” You say as there is a knock at the door and you make your way downstairs.

“Right have fun and message me if you aren’t coming home, so I know you’re ok”

“Ok, I’m going to stop you there, you’re starting to sound like my mum, you’re only 2 years older than me”

“Yeah but I promised your actual sister I’d step into the older sister role when I moved down to London after she moved away”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” you say as you open the door to see Daan holding a bunch of flowers.

“Hiya, I got these for you” She says as she hands them over.

“They’re beautiful, and you don’t look to bad yourself” You smirk as you lean forward to give her a kiss on the cheek, “bye Lessi” You say as you finally walk out the door.

The drive to the restaurant is nice, and natural, almost as if you and Daan had been like this forever, definitely skipping the awkward stage. You get to the restaurant and have a lovely time, just spending time together but now as more than just friends.

“So am I taking you home or are you coming back to mine?” Daan asks after what felt like an unnecessary argument over who paid, she won, stating that she was the one who brought you out.

“I think you know the answer to that babe.” You reply, smirking as you get in the car.

“Well I thought that might be the case, but I didn’t want to assume and make you feel uncomfortable, and straight to babe, you might be down worse than I am”

“You could never make me feel uncomfortable, and I don’t think anyone could be as down bad as you are”

“You lucky I like you, cause you’re very cheeky” Daan says as she starts to drive back to her place.

Once you get back to Daan’s you both get changed and then spend the whole evening talking and just enjoying time together.

Authors note: Got a bit carried away with this one, but let me know if you want a part two where they tell people they’re dating or something along those lines.

[hey-itsdollie]

H-H-Hey..! Ok erm anyways i wanted to request blue lock x reader(seperate) but her personality is like cipher from honkai star rail and also looks like her basically like a cat hybrid (I HOPE U KNOW WHAT HSR IS😭) if u dont know her u can search her up but ger personality is like this cunning,and playful, character, with a mischievous personality (IT CAN BE FLUFF OR SMUT IT DOSENT MATTER🐍) BUT IF ITS TOO COMPLICATED TO WRITE I WONT FORCE YOU TOO🫶🏻🫶🏻 BUT IF U CAN THEN TAKE UR TIME BOO

I LOVE UR THEME THATS ALL BYEE🤗🤗

Just like a cat

yesss I love Cipher, would pull for her but I'm saving for Phainon</3

‧₊˚ ┊ In which the bllk guys have to deal with a playful reader

୭˚. ᵎᵎ featuring » kunigami. rin.

⋮ ⌗ ┆cw ⪼ fluff/crackfic, fem reader, mentions of theft

── .✦ Rensuke Kunigami

Kunigami was simply just trying to get home after spending time at the gym. Of course the streets just had to be rather busy due to the time of night–plus considering it was the weekend. So the redhead had to squeeze past a few drunkards and groups of college kids.

Kunigami tirelessly walked through crowds, holding his bag tight to him even though he doubted anything would happen to his things. Yet, he felt something was off. He reached behind his back pocket and there it was.

Or well nothing was there–which was the problem.

The ginger’s head shot up and his eyes soloed in on one person, he hooded figure quickly walking ahead of the crowd. He groaned and pushed his way to the opening and went after the person.

Quickly following them to an alleyway and calling out to them. His large hand gripped their shoulder noting how they seemed rather small. “Hey, I think you have something of mine.” He stated getting straight to the point.

Kunigami turned you around, his eyes narrowing on your features as your hood fell from your head. He couldn’t understand why a girl around his age was stealing, let alone such a pretty girl like you.

“Awe man, did you catch me?” you let out a soft whine pulling his wallet from your pocket. Kunigami was more than confused now. Not only did he catch a thief, but the said thief was just agreeing and giving in immediately.

“Hey bud, you gonna take your wallet or nah? If not then that’s so chill.” You questioned boredly, going through the item.

“Oh wow, you’re even more handsome in photos.”

“Aye stop that.” He groaned and took his wallet from you. Making sure everything was still in it. “Alright, you should stop stealing-”

Just when the ginger was going to give a heroic speech his head looked around him noticing you had already left without a trace. “What? How did she?”

Kunigami looked around once more before shaking his head and walking home. The thought of you still fresh in his mind.

── .✦ Rin Itoshi

“Come on Rinnie, you can do better than that can’t you?” You cooed with a playful grin. Watching your boyfriend do his normal core workouts.

Your words only pissing him off even more as he watched you easily walk while doing a handstand. You were incredibly flexible with your past in being a gymnast–something you were going to be a pro in.

“Shut it.” He scoffed using a single hand to hold his body up. Something you taught him to do.

Rin listened to your giggles as he continued with his yoga poses. He almost dropped from his pose as your hands were on his body, he didn’t even notice you get near him.

“You need to relax your muscles right here, if you don’t you could put strain on this limb.” You directed as your hands were rubbing part of his leg.

Rin nodded with a huff, doing as told. You smiled and backed away.

“There we go, good boy Rinnie!” You praised making your boyfriend’s face redden.

“Oh shut up…”

You let out a soft laugh before sitting down on your own mat and stretching your legs.

“Damn I can’t compliment my boyfriend now? A shame…” You sighed playfully as Rin just glared at you, his face still flushed.

“You’re so easy to tease Rinnie, it’s adorable.”

©hey-itsdollie please don't copy, change, or steal my work. Thank you!

[cravinganotherworld]

Hiiii !! First time requesting ngl

I've wondered if you can write about Inho x reader, ofc, where the reader meets inho in the games, starting to feel attracted to him,sees him choking that guy in mingle game (he starts feeling smth for her since he entered the games disguised as young il), and like, Inho had to get out of the games and had to stage his death and now reader thinks he's dead, and when the reader gets to the final game of s3, she uses the same technique to choke a guy and kill him as Inho did, and he just watches her from the room with the vips and gets all excited, and after she wins the games the frontman wants to see her and reveals himself, ending in a make out sesion. Just if youre ok with writing this ofc (ik its a long request sorry 😭🙏🏼)

Hiii!! of course i love this idea!!. I'm going to write it as a series, that way i can add some emotion to it!

This is the first part, the second part will be up soon!

DANGEROUS INSPIRATION Part 1 - In-ho x fem! Reader (Squid games)

WARNINGS: Mention of death and dying

It was your fault you’re in here, no one else’s, I mean who chooses to take out a loan of 4.5 billion won anyway? Yet the thought of blaming anyone else, your parents, the loan sharks, even your siblings was better than accepting the truth. So here you are, faced with the choice. Leave or stay. Leave and face the harsh truths of reality and maybe lose a finger or two or stay. Stay and watch hundreds more die, putting yourself in the firing line as well just to win the prize money. Without another second of thought your hand slams down on the ‘O’ and you are handed a blue badge. Groans of defeat come from the ‘X’s but you didn’t care. You have to win that money…no matter what it takes.  One by one the remaining players took their turns, thankfully more choosing to stay than leave, until it came down to the last player. The vote was now tied so the future of the games relied on him and him alone. You watched him as he walked down the centre aisle, his movements concise and meaningful, and as his hand reached up to choose his vote you admired the veins that decorated it. His hand hovered over ‘X’ and your heart sank slightly, until he swiftly changed his mind to press ‘O’. You and the other ‘O’s cheered before retreating back to your bunks. Your mind raced back to red light green light and the man who saved you all, nobody believed him I mean who would? A crazy man shouting that there were people here to kill you playing a children’s game, then you each watched your fellow players fall one by one. Guess he wasn’t so crazy after all. Then, your mind wondered to the vote, the final vote to be more precise. He did something to you, his presence, it felt different…stronger, it stirred up feelings you had long suppressed. Suddenly a commotion starts to your right, two men. One saluting and the other in front of him, both of their sleeves rolled up. You shook your head deciding to pay them no notice, that was until you saw him…player 001. He looked even better in the light. He and a few others were walking up to the man who shouted during the previous game. Should you join them? Internally you battled with yourself, of course not wanting to make a fool of yourself until finally deciding to approach. As you get closer you overhear the conversation.

“The ones who chose umbrella must have been done for, right?”  Silence filled the air as player 001 let out a short laugh and stand up, his back brushing with your front startling him. He turned to face you and your cheeks flush.

“Oh, I’m sorry are you okay miss?” the rest of the group now turn to look at you. You nod gently.

“Yes sir, I’m sorry for eavesdropping…I just wanted to see if I could join you all?” you look towards player 456. He nods slowly, cautious of you. Player 001 gestures for you to take a seat alongside him.

“What is your name player 322?” you take a seat nodding graciously at player 001.

“My name is y/n, and yours sir?”

“Seong Gi-hun” As you all become acquainted you hadn’t realised the curious eyes of Player 001 on your back. You turn to him ripping him out of his gaze.

“What is your name sir?” you ask quietly, butterflies erupting in your stomach as he smiles softly at you.

“Young-il” he reaches his hand put to shake yours. You take his hand feeling the electricity flowing to your hand as you do, “It’s nice to meet you y/n” He turns your hand, placing a gentle kiss on it taking your breath away.

“Attention players, lights out will be in 30 minutes, please proceed to your assigned bunk, I will now repeat the instructions” As the voice repeats the instructions you tear your eyes away from Young-ils and stand, ready to walk towards your bunk. You turn towards Gi-Hun.

“Goodnight, sir, thank you for letting me join you” you bow your head respectfully and retreat to your bunk. As you lay looking at the bottom of the bunk above you, you couldn’t help the butterflies racing in your stomach. The feeling of Young-ils lips lingered on your hand and it took all of your strength not to bring it to your lips and kiss where he had. Thoughts of him infiltrated your mind all night, leading you into a very peaceful sleep.

You are awoken abruptly by the same music that awoke you yesterday.

“Dear players, the second game with begin shortly, please make your way to the game hall” You let out a shaky breath dreading the next game, you had no idea what you were walking into but either way you had to ensure you made it out. As you walk through the doors to the game hall you are greeted with two rainbow circles with 5 stations along the way. Behind you the doors close with a loud bang, and the announcement began.

“Welcome to todays game, the Six- legged pentathlon. You will get into groups of 5, each group will then have 5 minutes to complete a full circle, to do this you must play 5 games: Ddakji, biseokchigi, gonggi, paengi chigi(spinning top) and Jegi. A different person must complete each game. You now have 10 minutes to form a group” You look around hopelessly searching for at least 1 person to form a team with but to no avail. Suddenly you hear your name called from behind you. You turn around to see Gi-Hin calling you over to join their group. A smile of relief washes over your face and you rush to join them. Your team was now complete, and you each decided amongst you who would play which game, yours being Gonggi. Waiting was the hardest, watching each time either win or lose was taxing. Yet everyone seemed to come together and cheer each other on and for the faintest moment you forget where you were, until they didn’t cross the finish line of course. Soon enough the time came for your team to go, you all stood up and got buckled in ready at the line waiting for the starting gun. When the shot went off you all walk in sync to the first station, your mind all fuzzy as Young-Ils hand was wrapped around your waist. All was going well and both stations had been passed on the first turn, now it was your turn. You instruct everyone to get onto their knees so you can better reach the table and begin. Your heart was beating a million miles an hour, you didn’t want to mess up because if you mess up you condemn everyone else and that’s something you couldn’t do. Young-il could sense your nervousness. As you go to flip them onto the back of your hand you fail.

“No!” you cry out “fuck no!” you cry and rush to bring all the pieces together again to start over.

“Hey hey” you hear from beside you and look to your right. “We have time, you’re okay” Young-il speaks softly to you, you look at him unsure “I promise.” He sends a reassuring smile your way and you nod, turning back and starting again. The others could sense you rushing so they each whisper out ‘don’t rush’ and ‘it’s okay’. A cry of relief runs through the team as you complete the game. You move on, young-il was next. You watch as his face contorts and his arms flex as he ties the rope around the spinning top. His arm occasionally bumps with yours sending shivers through your body and as he takes his turn the spinning top falls. Silence falls upon the group.

“fuck” Young-Il whispers. You all look up at the time seeing 3 minutes left. Your heart jumps into your throat.

“It’s okay lets go and get it” Gi-Hun shouts. You all walk to get it and return to the line. Young-il tries again, failing once again, only this time throwing the spinning to behind you. Internally you groan and refuse to look at the timer knowing it will only make you more nervous. Once the group had retrieved it Young-il starts again.

“Hey” you whisper. He looks at you, his eyes easily something you could drown in. “Its okay, don’t stress, relax…we have time…I promise” he smiles softly at you and continues to tie the rope. This time he succeeds, and the group yell out in victory, quickly moving onto the final round. Jegi. Watching Gi-hun try to make each kick was stressful but nonetheless you counted with the rest of the group.

“1…2…3…4…” Gi-Hun kicks the Jegi too far out of reach for him to kick and your heart drops. You were done for. Suddenly you are dragged to the ground, falling on top of Young-il as he uses his other leg to help Gi-Hun kick the final kick.

“5! He got it”! everyone shouts. Young-Ils arm wrapped around your shoulder as you still lay on top of him, your eyes connected.

“Come on let’s go!!” Gi-Hun shouts as you race to cross the finish line. Both you and Young-Il leap up, walking in sync with the rest of the team crossing the line when the timer hit Zero. You drop to your knees in relief bringing down Young-il with you.

“Fuck” you whisper breathlessly, sweat dripping down your forehead as the guards unlock your ankle cuffs.

“Hey, we made it!” you look to your side and see Young-il leaning back on his hands.

“Thanks to you…if you hadn’t of got that last kick in, I fear we’d all be dead” he laughs at you

“Well, someone has to be the hero of the day, right?” you laugh and nudge his shoulder. After a few seconds he rises to his feet and offers you his hands, helping you get up. “Come on, we need to head back” you take his hand silently thanking him and return to the dorms, not realising your hands never parted.

[letterlifter]

A Long Diary Entry About Me and Recent Events

I wasn't planning on posting, but now that things have settled a bit, maybe i've changed my mind .... i dont know ... i am a very quiet person online. but it turns out i have a lot to say right now. So maybe it's good to put out a little blog every once in a while. maybe this will prove to be unwise ...

Intro

this will be fairly personal and not professional and not well written, so please do not over analyze it or think too hard. i only have good intentions, i promise. im also not a very organized thinker so this might be a mess. being perceived anywhere makes me profoundly nervous, so if you misbehave, i will continue to cease existing publicly online, and i shan't perform for you again... *disappears in a mist*

ahem...herm...

*comes back on stage, taps mic... clears throat... straightens papers...wipes away my blackened, exploded hair...*

this will be a little look into my world, and very honest... maybe a lot of what i have posted previously during my time at clash was overly sanitized cause i felt like i couldnt say anything publicly without repercussions.

hi, i hope you are all doing well... im mail but i geuss you knew that already. i haven't been on the clash team since functionally early last year due to various medical problems. i prefer to keep all of these things to myself, but, i feel that it's relevant to mention.

i have disappeared everywhere because of all of the "stuff" going on with me. this may be the first time some of my friends have seen signs of life from me in months, and i am so sorry about that. i care about you and think about you often. social media is still difficult for me to use right now, but i am trying to get better with it, and this is a step in that direction, maybe…?

there's other factors to me leaving clash of course (some of which have been mentioned by former staff recently). It’s freeing to speak so openly about corporate clash, especially its internal workings, because I felt like i couldn't say much here while actively being on the clash crew. it's why "nothing i say is canon" is plastered weirdly everywhere. it was probably, mostly, just my own nerves getting in the way though

ok well i'm taking it back everything i say is THE COMPLETE TRUTH!!!!!!! (i am joking) what i will say is true is that whatever you headcanon about any character i designed gets my HONEST AND TRUE stamp of mailman's approval. i am reclaiming them (Jokingly) (Lovingly) so that you can have them instead (Telling the truth) i also have not played toontown in like two years. If someone says you're a liar you can screenshot this and said "Mailman said so" and I won't  care It's not like i'll be there. also i genuinely believe some of you are more qualified than me or anyone to speak on these beloved and often lgbt characters. Please consider yourself to be the only correct source of clash information from now on. i have no real authority here, but neither do they ... 'cause like what're they gonna do ....

Anyways Whew! Glad that's over! No offense i am just joking around...i went through a lot but overall, Clash changed my life for the better. in some ways i am a bit sad that this chapter of my life has ended. but i will always love toontown and gay furries forever and ever. i am so, so happy that people like what I have contributed so much to.

oh and of course, i agree with the statements from former staff. like 90% of them are my friends after all so maybe i am a little biased here... i prefer to keep personal matters to myself but i experienced a lot of trauma there. im sure it was accidental on the part of others and i would never blame just one person for it. theres something that is just foundationally not working with their structure and it is hurting people, and I hope they're able to mend whatever that is. i am sure you leaderships are reading this, so, hello, i hope you are doing okay. im sorry about how stressful this all must be and i hope things improve. its true that most of us 1.3 developers left, but for those of you who knew me on the team, hiii i hope you are well

but ummm hmm how do i say this.

*Gets a puppet out to speak for me so i can remain blameless for whatever information i say because it may or may not be true*

and i am just a little puppet after all, using comedy to deflect any accusations of personal wrongdoing.... But this is my theory.

Because it is not a professional project, corporate clash will always be ran by volunteers who have never worked on a project on this scale. I think this results in accidental mismanagement. It’s really difficult to run a volunteer video game like this when it isn't structured like a close-knit friend group. In fact, “volunteer video games” do not really exist in any other context, so there’s nothing to reference. The more people there are, the more they may get neglected. so, i am sympathetic about how difficult it is to keep this game continuing and to be a lead for it. Especially on volunteer time.

Who said that. Throw that freak in the trash.

BOOM...

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...

*Mailman returns and is picking off pieces of garbage*

well anyways. you have to imagine this has been a really strange, difficult, weird, upsetting, past couple of weeks for me. Especially me, who really doesn't like being perceived at all, being perceived... the horrors... i am still trying to return to normal, but it feels like something has changed in a cosmic sort of way, and i cant stop feeling it.

Clarification

ive been thinking about whether or not to include this next section, but i have decided to do so as briefly as possible, because i feel like it is important for me to clarify it. this piece of context feels important to me. please be responsible with it, and please don't use it to hurt others.

as you are all probably aware, stuck the duck did a stream recently covering the statements made by former staff. of course i agree with former staff, as I am former staff myself and i share some of their experiences, and many of them are friends of mine. i think stuck is really cool and he is a very kind person.

at the end of his stream, a statement was made regarding a situation where i was allegedly receiving poor treatment from cranky during a severe bout of illness.

i was not involved in making that statement, it was based on someone else's perspective on how i was treated at the time because i do not remember the situation for myself. i was so sick that i do not really remember what happened in detail.

all i remember is really wanting to complete the illustration because it was important to me, i wanted the community to have it with its corresponding update. i feel like cranky's statement regarding it is probably more accurate to my memory but i didnt read it in detail because these past few weeks have been a little nerve-wracking. i have been told by others that the situation appeared worse than what I remember, but again I cannot verify any of this.

but with how hard i worked on that illustration through illness, i do think it was disappointing and a little hurtful to forget about it until one of my friends reminded them it existed. but i understand things slip through and i have also made mistakes. i truly don't hold grudges because i lack the emotion of anger. I just get really scared.... . i am not completely happy with how the picture came out anyways, but thats probably because i was so sick when making it ….

i cant say whether or not it's true, or if cranky's participation was somewhat exaggerated. i think as community lead (?) he was in control of its distribution though. the only part i can verify is that they didnt use it for a long time despite my working very hard on it. but things happen in development all the time, and i am not really interested or comfortable in being centered in this situation.. i actually do not really want to receive any attention at all but i would feel bad ignoring this statement.

but please also understand this. cranky may have made mistakes in leadership, and he may have hurt people, including my friends, but based on what i know, which of course is not everything, i really don't believe he's an evil person, and i would ask that you please do not publicly attack people you do not know. i believe that everyone working on clash has its best interests in mind, even if i don't agree with all of their approaches. they are there, working for free, because they care about it.

there is a difference between attacking someone and sharing information with others. this is just my perspective, but as ex-staff, we are allowed to speak on this because we knew them, and these are our experiences, i hope you understand where i'm coming from here. a game of telephone starts happening and dishonest things are said by mistake. it may be best to just link to an individual's statements. Please treat all clash staff fairly.

with all of this unfortunate stuff going on, i saw someone i do not know claim that some clash staff would make fun of me behind my back, which is sad if true. but i dont know if its true or not so i wouldn’t hold it against them. at this point i have grieved about clash over and over again so there’s not much grief left to have. I only mention it because i hope its not true, and i have no way of knowing, because for the most part, i like everyone at clash, and i just want whoever allegedly said those things about me to know that.

i am not perfect either though. i try to do right by everyone nowadays because it's all i can do. so of course i would forgive them immediately.

thats all i have to say on the clash situation. thank you for listening to us. many of us thought these stories would never be heard. so i appreciate you listening if nothing else.

Me and What I am doing Now

i always felt like i would have a lot to talk about once leaving clash, but i actually dont. i dont have anything to say that i, or others, havent already said. once again i agree with the majority of ex-staff / my friends, but im talking about even casual stuff about development or whatever. i dont think its all that interesting to people that weren't there, and i'm not interested enough in clash anymore to make posts about it publicly.

i would post my personal work to other accounts, that could be cool, but i don't have much to say, and Im not able to make as much stuff as I used to. … i also do not get anything out of seeing a big number (Likes Or Reposts) on my drawings. so id be posting maybe once every four months ... or once a year … i have really bad time blindness which doesn't go well with social media. maybe i'll get back into it anyways some day. it's theoretically possible that a few people would like to see my drawings, but yet i post nothing ever, and thats a little sad.

if i do make a brand new account, i will probably be stealing this url. Sorry for any potential confusion in the future.

most of the time i am just doing my own thing working on my original, personal projects. i really love my characters and i do a lot of stuff with them. i make comics, stories, drawings, 3d models. You know how it is ... im working on a 3d model right now that i will probably go work on after i post this. i plan on integrating the 3d model into a little website that tells you all about the character and i think that will be really fun. I love making interactive stuff with my characters. youll be able to rotate it all around and stuff. i definitely wont be able to do that for all of them though ...  i'm probably not capable of making as much stuff as i used to in general, but i am at peace with that.

i also plan on making this  next 3d model into a VRchat avatar (like i usually do) but this time hopefully itll be my "main" model so i can feel less embarrassed logging in to hang out with friends. maybe You and Me can play vrchat some day. i am really shy online though so we’ll see. anyways its going to be  a really cute dragon thing and i'm going to make it wear my clothes. i like to collect vintage clothing from thrift stores and i have an outfit in mind. He's actually just one of my regular characters that i turned into a cute dragon, but i'm forcing him to represent me for now.

umm what else has been going on with me ... i played a lot of "fantasy life i" recently. and deltarune. i watched a lot of deltarune theory videos on youtube. i watched a whole documentary the other day and i have memory problems so i only realized at the end that i had already seen it before. I recently customized my web browser and im using “zen” now its kind of cool. Just now, I wrote a lot about these two metallica concerts i went to a few months ago (after much preparation) but I decided to delete all the stories from it in favor of just mentioning that i went.

anyways. it probably goes without saying, but i am not a social media person, and i cannot make as much stuff anymore, so all the stuff i make now is either for myself or is for one of the various projects im working on.

i will now talk about one of the various projects im working on. this one isn't a personal project though because im making it with my friends, many of whom made up some very large slices in that 1.3 pie chart:

FriendOS

So. Of course i am still a game developer. i really love working on games, and i dont think that will ever leave me. 3d modelling and animation, making assets, and character design are among the many things i do and want to continue doing. i suppose you could just consider me the "lead 3d artist" for this project.

my main project is now "FriendOS", a really advanced furry character creator with 3d platforming and bullethell battles.

I mean, a 3d platformer with bullethell battles and a really advanced furry character creator.

our game has a lot of cool stuff in it. For instance, we put a lot of work into the really advanced furry character creator, ensuring that you can mix 'n' match whatever pieces you'd like. And this time it's fun

I will give you a rundown as quickly as possible before you lose interest.

in friendOS, you play as a "Friend". Friends are a species of "digital avatar" that navigate a world made to represent an operating system.

Friends are wild, technically indestructible, and poorly mannered creatures. We are still researching their natural behaviors, but we do know that a friend has never been reported dead for long. They cause problems, yet they are the problem solvers, tasked with exploring the deepest parts of a computer to cleanse it of its rotten, virus-infected core.

Within FriendOS, the computer is accessed via "Bliss", an interactive 3d interface known for its heavenly lands full of rainbows, flowers, and files. It is a safe pasture for which the friends shall graze. The residents of this utopian town are very curious themselves. I heard one of them claims to have been a racecar driver, but I think he's lying.

Astron is our beloved god dog. He takes out the trash and tells the truth

Who is this  and why is he doing that

This world is very real to the residents of "Bliss". There's a lot of unique struggles that come with knowing you are living inside of a computer and being okay with that.

So, you are running around inside of an old computer. It's a land full of mysteries, collectables, gay people, very customizable little friends, and minigames. Minigames including fishing.

Yes Everyone in this game is gay and no one is going to get mad at me for saying that. In what way they are gay is for you to discover or decide for yourself.

I would go into more detail, but we still have a lot to work on, so it will probably change a lot. However I encourage you all to roleplay in a lobby some day. It's really fun

if you're actually reading this entire thing and send me a suggestion with some type of item you think friends would look beautiful wearing, i can't say it won't influence me. which, thanks for reading all of this by the way, it's very nice of you. the way i have designed this 3d artstyle is so that assets can be created as efficiently as possible, considering our team is very, very small. its all round and flat so they can be made quickly.

it's so nice to work on a team where we really get each other. now that i think about it, we've been making games together for like four years. we are all very confident developers which makes us very efficient at making things. everything we do is highly collaborative and we're always listening to each other.

i have been working on friendOS for like 8-10 months and we haven't fought over anything this entire time. its so beautiful. im sure that we will continue to only ever agree with each other, our team will remain motivated, and nothing bad will ever happen.

If you are interested in following the development of friendOS, I encourage you to join the official friendOS discord server. We have a long ways to go, but it’s read only, so you can comfortably ignore it at the bottom of your server list for as long as you want!

Closing

there is a good chance i will not be very involved in toontown after all of this. Clash was a little traumatizing for me and my friends. at various points in the timeline, things happened that i cannot talk about. i was treated poorly, my friends were treated poorly, and i'm sure no one did it on purpose, but it still happened. things happened that made me cry on behalf of others, which i haven't told many people.

but you know... there isn't much more that i want to make for toontown anyways. i feel like 1.3 was already my "dream update." i'm uninterested in working on any toontown private server in the future because i already know exactly what i would be doing, and i have done enough of it. I appreciate the freedom i have in creating whatever i'd like. for both myself and friendOS, i can make whatever designs and items and characters i want, and that's really cool.

clash has taught me so much, and it has even made me grow better as a person, but i feel like i need to move on as an artist. i'm thankful for what i have learned there and I apply it every day.

i hope that doesn't make anyone sad, because it doesn't really make me sad. I think it’s an exciting thing. i will probably always be around in some way, and clash will continue on in whatever way it chooses for itself.

I have been into toontown since around 2007. as of 2025, i think thats like 18 years of my life. Jeez ... so i have watched this game go through "cycles" a few times now. the first time was when TTO closed. then TTR opened in like 2014. then everyone felt like it was dead again, and clash opened in like 2017, then they released 1.1, and 1.2, and somewhere in there, TTR released field offices. and now we're working on friendOS, which is not toontown, but saying we are taking zero influences from our previous work would be an obvious lie. ....honestly in some ways, it is too similar for comfort....

and now, with all this stuff going on, and all these things being said, people seem to be low in spirits again. so i will give you some words of encouragement as a guy who has played this game for far too long:

you have a lot to look forward to. i mean, you certainly have more to look forward to regarding this game than i did in 2015. clash has gotten through many "difficult" circumstances and it will probably have more. there were points during 1.3 where i didn't know if it would even come out. but they are still here working on stuff. and of course, there are other private servers too. i am sure EVH will put out something really cool. some of my friends worked on "grindworks" but i have not played it for myself. TTR is still working on their next thing i'm sure. the game will probably always exist in some way. toontown has a much bigger fanbase than many of the things i'm into, which is really kind of crazy!

yes, as that one blogpost article pointed out, many of us 1.3 devs are gone. clash still has a team full of new, passionate people working on future content and im sure they will continue to create cool stuff. i hope you will support whatever they put out just as passionately.

in all truth, i care about you all much more than clash. mostly the gay players, and the furries, and all the artists, and the few of you who draw sexy duck shuffler on twitter. but of course, i am biased towards my own kind. i too am just some gay artist on the internet. you are the people important here, who are keeping the game alive. so remember that your passion is what fuels your game (all of toontown) to continue. i have never, not for a moment, taken any of you for granted. i am just some guy so anyone interacting with stuff i work on is amazing to me. i hope im able to buy a keychain from you some day. i don't even know if its possible for me to see all the fanart of the characters i designed but i still love and appreciate it all. ive seen quite a bit though. including some i saw on accident that i dont think you wanted me to see. Sorry

and the creative team. i am by no means perfect and i make my share of mistakes as we all do, but i always did as much as i could. you guys are the best and your contributions matter. every asset you create will forever be a gift to clash from you.

There are many people i could list out individually to thank, but i wouldn’t want to miss anyone. Because of my spontaneous health problems, I never got to give a formal goodbye to the clash crew so i couldn’t say thanks to anyone myself. I suppose none of them really know how i feel about any of this in general…. So if you worked with me on clash, i think very highly of you to this day.

for now i will leave you with this.

i love you very much.

thank you for playing our game.

thank you so much for loving the characters i put so much of myself into. it has not gone unnoticed from me.

please continue to be kind to the volunteers who work on clash.

please thank the moderators who moderate corporate clash. They see *everything*.

please be kind to yourself, be respectful to each other, and forgive yourself, and just for me, remember the poor Parrots who are going extinct due to the destruction of their habitats and homes (They are my favorite animal) and adopt don't shop. thank you.

[thebadwritingofvivziepop]

Empathy is about being nice to those who are 100% like you, according to Vivziepop

Ok, it's a stretch, but I feel a pattern here about her characters who are "good people on the inside"…or like Vivziepop would joke: "Have good…inside of them" (ok, now that the cringy joke is done we can move to the point)

Angel "I only care about you if Valentino is here" Dust

I haven't noticed it until someone pointed this problem out in a review that I was watching on Hazbin Hotel.

But in episode 6, the episode where Charlie wants to prove to the Heavens that the Hotel work, has a…let's just say something questionable.

Ok, the episode is full of questionable scenes, but I wanna focus on a certain scene that many people pointed out.

The rape of Sir Penteius.

Everyone pointed out the obvious problem: we had episode 4 that wanted us to take Angel Dust problem with Valentino very seriously, but then in this episode we have to watch Sir Penteius getting gang raped and we're supposed to laugh at it (which is one of the reasons why morality in hell doesn't make sense).

Charlie literally doesn't look like she gives a crap about seeing one of her clients getting gang raped in her hotel, she doesn't even ask him how he feels once she's back in hell or finding those who did this to him. Why? Because it's a "funny scene" and we're supposed to laugh at watching a guy getting raped.

It's kind of funny when we consider that in the exact same episode Angel comes back at the hotel hurt because Val made him "work" for 16 hours straight and is treated as something funny.

And remember: Angel still is with Val because Charlie doesn't want to punish Valentino because it would have been mean, and yet she has no problem at fighting angels… (have I told you how much I hate Charlie in this show? Charlie from the pilot would have never let Angel still be with Valentino).

But then something else happens. Angel sees Nifty running towards Val and stops her (even if technically Val wasn't doing anything to her).

Angel Dust gets punched by Val for trying to stand up and protecting Nifty and this for Charlie is enough to say to the angels "see? He can be redeemed!"

Now, I'm gonna break this down to you.

Adam shouldn't have responded with, "Then why isn't he in Heaven, then?" He should have responded with, "Why didn't he help the other guy who got dragged into a gang rape?!"

Because remember, Angel Dust saw that!

He saw Sir Penteius getting dragged into a room and getting gang raped. He saw him getting out after spending a nightmare there. And in all this he didn't care because the writing wanted to make the Sir Penteius scene funny.

This makes Angel Dust looking bad actually, because it makes you think that for him rape is fine until Val is involved.

He only helped Nifty because he saw her getting close to Val, if she got close to another predator, he wouldn't give a damn.

He could have saved Sir Penteius anytime because he knows what is like being a sexual object, but he didn't only because none of the perpetrators was Val.

Verosika "I have a hate-boner for my ex" Mayday

I already pointed out in this post, but I'll bring this up, anyway.

The Apology Tour episode is the one that made Verosika look even more of a sociopath that she already is (while also making Stolas a total hypocrite)

Verosika throws a party every year, inviting all Blitzo's exes to "help" them heal from the breakup by making them remember how much they hate Blitzo.

This doesn't make her look like a good person, but like someone who didn't moved on from her breakup that she wants to make her ex be miserable as possible.

She could have made a party to everyone who went through a breakup, instead she chooses only Blitzo exes.

I have no words to describe shortly how twisted that is.

Like, imagine if she has a friend or a fan who went through a breakup and her answer is "was it Blitzo? No? Then you're on your own"

This is why in my post about her I pointed out that if Vivziepop wanted to make her look good, she should have invited anyone who went through a breakup.

Also, I wonder how she met those exes, I wouldn't be surprised if unironically it turns out that she actually stalked Blitzo since the breakup and is told as a joke.

Blitzo "cheating is ok if you're gay"

Well, we all know that would have happened.

The Sinsmas episode.

In this episode a sinner tells to Blitzo to kill her ex because he cheated on her and he was ready and happy to do that…but he doesn't because he realizes that the man cheated with another man and the two have two daughters.

Because he sees them as him and Stolas and their daughters, aww…so disgusting.

A lot of people rightfully called this hypocrisy out.

In episode one from season one, he had no problem at killing a family because the mother was the woman who had sex with the husband of their client.

Sure, some people defend this by saying "oh, but it turned out that this was a cannibal family who worshipped Satan"

Ok, but explain then the HB short where Blitzo and Loona brutally kill an innocent man who was just a good person…

He could have a second thought because, as he saw the man taking care of the orphans, he saw himself with Loona.

But no, this makes Blitzo look like a total hypocrite

If his client in Sinsmas said "he cheated on me with another man" and Blitzo still accepted the request but stopped once he saw the two daughters, that would have made him look a bit better.

If the cheater was with another woman but Blitzo still notices how happy they are together with their daughters and still sees himself with Stolas, it would have been better.

But alas, as I was taking my notes and the short came out, we just notice that Blitzo didn't have an evolution at all.

He only kills everyone unless it's a gay couple with two daughters.

Vivziepop, let me give you a lesson about what empathy actually is.

You don't feel empathy just because the other people are 100% like you, empathy is when you put yourself on another person's shoes and understand them.

It doesn't matter if they are just like you, it doesn't matter if they went through your exact same struggle.

But in your show, your characters have the same empathy of Anton Chigurh.

[saythatuwill]

hello, I really loved your blurbs about husband!vessel. He seems so sweet and lovely 🥹

something stood out to me, where you said he waited to get to Arcadia to propose because he wanted to take you somewhere safe and peaceful. I hope it's ok if I kinda ramble a bit? what if mc had a traumatic past home life or their currently struggling in a bad household? he wants to take you away from that :( he wants you to feel safe in your home :( he doesn't want you to feel afraid or have a chaotic environment anymore :( omg when he's showing them around Arcadia and they marvel at how tranquil and peaceful it is, and Vessel drops The Question and says he wants to make a home with them there. and mc gets emotional because their sweet cryptid is so nurturing and protective and loving and they can't believe they're finally going to be free of chaos and fear :(

I'm kinda projecting here as I'm going through it in my household rn, but just thinking about being rescued by a darling eldritch creature is very appealing. I hope this was okay <3

now playing : the only exception // paramore

hi anon!! i'm so glad you love my blurbs!! and rambling is ALWAYS okay, i promote it here! we love rambles here!!

first off, i want to say that though i'm obviously not in your exact situation, i 100% get it. i come from a rough past home life AND a current rough home situation. from one person struggling to another, you are so loved and we will both power through this! feel free to project and ramble in here as much as you'd like.

tags: @concretejunglefm, @fadingangelwisp, @chey-h, @xmads-omensx, @astronoids, (if you would like to be added/removed from this list, or if i forgot you, dm me!)

now, if i may indulge you...

♡ you never talked about it, but he never asked. in a way he had a feeling that there was something about your home life and/or your family.

♡ maybe it's because you don't invite him to your house, or when you visited the manor you'd overexplain everything you were doing, or you'd get tense if someone was in the room with you.

♡ whatever it was, he knew it hurt you and that was all he needed to know. he wanted to take away your fear and your pain, he wants so badly to protect you and keep you safe.

♡ you were the first thing on his mind when he and the other vessels made it to arcadia. not only was he free, away from something that was not at all good for him, arcadia was peaceful. he could imagine the future he could build with you here, the wedding you two could have, the possibility of children if you wanted them, oh... this was it!

♡ it took months for it to all be figured out. he had to settle in and get his bearings, familiarize himself with his new home, make sure it was safe for himself as well.

♡ then came the proposal planning. it would be your first time in arcadia, he knew that much. but it couldn't JUST be that. no, you're far too special for something so... small. that's how the other vessels get roped into it. the plan? he will show you around arcadia, and then lead you back to the waterfall, where the vessels would play music for the pair and you'd dance together. then, the question.

♡ arcadia was like a dream when you first arrived. pink flowers, big structures, animals and creatures you didn't think existed galore, and beside you vessel is staring down at you, waiting for you to tell him what you think. (bonus if he's not really expressing the excitement correctly, so he's just staring down at you like 👁️👁️)

♡ you love it. how could you not? this land already has something you don't really have yourself; a life free of chaos. somewhere a person could belong and be happy, and not have to take any shit from anyone. you almost envy vessel for having something like this.

♡ he's a chatterbox the entire time, and you are content to listen. he shows you all his favorite spots; the beach, the manor (more like cathedral it's so regal looking) he and the vessels live in and of course their extensive garden in the back, leads you through the ruins and tells you the history he's learned.

♡ you're having the time of your life here as vessel holds your hand and pulls you around. he's so oddly carefree and dare i say a little whimsy, he's literally skipping through the flower fields with the biggest grin on his face.

♡ then you make it to the waterfall with him. fireflies are buzzing around, the water is such a peaceful sound behind you, the stars are out and then suddenly, there's music playing.

♡ "dance with me, petal." he's pulling you closer, and quite frankly you think he's crazy because-

♡ "i can't dance to save my life."

♡ he smiles, tilting his head at you. "neither can i. i suppose we'll have to make do."

♡ neither of you are pro at waltzing, you're kinda just making it up as you go, stepping on each others feet, nearly tripping and falling a few times. yet it's so much fun, it's pure, it's everything.

♡ eventually he's content just lightly swaying with you, leaning down to speak into your ear.

♡ "do you like arcadia, dearheart?"

♡ "of course. this is- wow. your home is... is beautiful." you're looking behind him at the trees, then up at the night sky. you're already loathing the idea of going back home, to being unhappy and uncomfortable again. you wish you could just stay here.

♡ "indeed it is." vessel's not looking anywhere but you when he says that.

♡ "i've never seen a place so peaceful before, so... safe?"

♡ "it is safe, i made sure of it before i brought you here. it would be irresponsible of me to take you somewhere dangerous." he presses his forehead against yours, breathing in your scent, basking in the moment.

♡ "...and this could be ours." he says it so quietly you almost don't catch it. he sounds a little nervous???

♡ "what do you mean?" pull back just enough to look up at him. "this is already yours, what do you mean by-"

♡ "i want to marry you, (name)." okay, normally the procedure is get down on one knee and ask... but give him credit, it's his first time and this is not part of his customs. "i want this home to be ours. no, more than this; i want to make a new home, build a new future... and i wish for you to be part of that. i long for you to be part of my future, my home, anything that comes next, i need you there."

♡ you're full well aware of what's happening now, and you'd already begun crying around the "i want this home to be ours" part. ours. something that you would be a part of and have a say in, somewhere away from the chaos and the pain.

♡ because he doesn't just want to marry you; he wants to save you.

♡ "but if this isn't something you desire, i understand. if you're not ready, i will wait patiently, i assure you. but please know that i long to open the cage that they have locked you within so that you may spread your wings and find freedom such as this for eternity, to honor you in any way that i possibly can, to love you the way you deserve for as long as we both live. to-..." he's getting increasingly nervous, just rambling on at this point.

♡ you grab his face to shut him up, until all he can do is just stare back at you with wide eyes. they're glimmering like he is about to begin crying himself. you're already sobbing.

♡ "of course i want to marry you, are you kidding me?" you had only ever dreamed of something like this; of a new beginning away from fear and hurt. and you're finally getting it. it's real.

♡ he gets so excited that he momentarily loses focus on the form he's trying to maintain. i'm talking like, doubles in size, eyes start glowing, and he's making noises somewhere between laughter and what you can only refer to as... barking??? (that's the only thing you can really compare it to anyway). he picks you up like you weigh nothing and twirls you around.

♡ you don't protest, just bury your face in his chest and cry. it momentarily makes him panic and think he did something wrong until he realizes they're not sad tears; they're happy tears. he starts to purr in an effort to calm you down; comfy vibrations plus the sound is nice.

♡ once he and you both relax a little, he takes your hand very carefully like you were made of porcelain. slips a ring onto your finger; it's nothing extravagant with a big diamond. it's white gold with a rose at its center, which has a pink sapphire embedded. something like that.

♡ it's beautiful, you can't stop looking at it. you have no doubt in your mind he picked it out on his own for you, especially with how proud he looks when you're staring at it.

♡ then he leans in, his voice soft, his words only for your ears.

♡ "you're coming home, my love."

♡ you've never been excited to hear those words until now, and for the first time, they sound correct.

♡ "i'm coming home."

[jadewritesficshere]

Sorta Mean!Steve x female!reader thought

Steve can be mean. Be a bit bitchy. And listen, he tries not to. Except you get all flustered when he does. Noticed how you reacted when he bitched about customers or gave Robin sass. Then he does it to you and-

You get all cute and avoid his eyes. Shift ever so slightly and clench your thighs together, fuck, he hopes it turns you on. He's had to hide how hard it makes him for awhile now.

It really is like what his mom said, about a boy pulling a girl's pigtails meaning he liked them. Steve likes how you like it. He's never mean mean, he never wants to hurt you or push you away he just...

Steve will pull your bra strap and let it snap back against your shoulder. Or wrap his arm around your shoulder and mess up you hair,, giving you a noogie. Rolls his eyes and scoffs at you. One time, when you bent just slightly over and he saw the hem of your underwear peaking out, well of course he had to tug on it. Not hard, just enough to startle you. Make you swat at him and push him away, hiding your face in your hands. Sometimes, he'll say something so bitchy and degrading and immediately go to apologize but you bite your lip. Your lashes flutter as you look away.

He realizes he basically is doing all the stuff he did back in school. Well, all the stuff Tommy and the guys did that he let happen. But he doesn't like it when it happens to others. Someone says something mean to Robin? Steve's ready to jump over the counter and fight the person. Someone pushes Dustin? He's pushing that person to the ground. He hates seeing couples in public get pushed around or mean to one another, makes him feel sick to his stomach. It's only you.

And today, coming home from work and it's hot as balls, he heard your music playing from his pool. Steve's tired but he feels a thrill run through him at the thought of seeing you, maybe pushing you in the pool (if you can swim, you can swim right?). After he changes into swimming trunks he goes outside.

And you're lounging on a float in the pool, eyes closed. You look asleep, mouth open ever so slightly. You're wearing a red bikini that makes him want to drool. He could stand for hours just watching you.

Except he forces himself to jump in the pool. The wave of his splash causes water to spray on you. You let out a startled shriek as you flail, flipping the float over and disappearing under the water. Steve grabs your arm and hoists you up, you gasping for air.

"Shit, you ok?" Steve asks, brow furrowed. "What the fuck Steve!" You slap at his arm as you swipe water out of your face. "I just thought- i mean- you weren't supposed to fall off!" Steve frowns slightly. He genuinely didn't mean for you to get scared and fall in the water, just to spray you with it.

You sigh and pout lightly at him," it's fine, I needed to cool off anyways." "You sure?" "I'm sure."

A moment of silence grows between you. It's soft and sweet, causing Steve's stomach to turn. The smile you give him, its adorable. It's too close to what if you were his- he can't think of that. Won't. Because deep down he wonders if he even deserves you since he's a bitch. So he does what he does best- pokes at you.

Steve goes to tug your strap, just like he would a bra, acting on instinct. Except this isn't a bra. This is a bikini. One that ties. And Steve was absolutely not expecting it to come undone. He sees a flash of skin, just a tad more then normal as the top falls.

Then you're both shrieking. Steve flails, immediately letting go of the top and covering his eyes. He isn't sure what you do, probably cover your bare- fuck he shouldn't think of that. "I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!" Steve keeps repeating it back to back.

"Steve," is all you get and he's just rambling, " I am so fucking sorry, I thought it would be like your bra and just snap back and fuck I didn't mean to just expose you oh my god I'm so sorry jesus-" "Steve." "Fuck, I'm sorry this is so bad oh-"

A hand on his wrist causes him to pause. He peeks through his fingers at you. Your top is in place and you don't appear upset. "It's okay. It was an accident. Just maybe don't do that?"

Steve's nodding," Yeah- for sure." Another moment of silence for about a few seconds. "Well did they look good?" You ask cheekily. Steve groans and covers his face again

[flevsiel]

The Batter headcanons!!!

I'm dumping EVERYTHING I got on y'alls foreheads so get ready

(includes doodles that I'm only half proud of 🫠)

General:

Batter isn't familiar with being vulnerable, so his first time ever crying infront of someone would probably depend on how heavy his emotions are, & how much he trusts the person (so he'll either let it all out or be hesitant)

His smile tends to look stiff & forced, almost creepy

which brings me to my next: uncanny teeth!! I love the idea that his teeth are unusually straight & a little longer than natural (also stronger) because it'd only make sense considering he eats raw meat! Also it makes a genuine smile look stiff anyways

He likes to hum to himself & I also like the concept that he can beatbox (yes I stole this from the old soft breeze comment section)

probably wouldn't be the best pet owner (Mortis said so himself) & doesn't have much fatherly instincts

this man cannot STAND to see his add-ons hurting or dead - even though he knows he can revive them, he's aware they can feel pain & doesn't want them to be hurting

Romance <3

considering he's probably never told anyone “I love you” before, he'd be one to say it as often as he remembers to & wants to hear it from you as well

in terms of affection, he's shy about asking for kisses & sometimes hugs from behind (that way you can't see how awkward he feels or if he's blushing). He also may like to keep a hand on you when sleeping

his kisses tend to be quick & tight (especially pecks on the cheek)

tentative hand-holding!! he only holds ur hand in large crowds or if he's at risk of losing you, otherwise he links your pinkies or interlaces your fingers together

he doesn’t act that much different when in love, but he does try to smile & laugh more for you (along with affection & all that)

I don't know if he'd have one specific love language, but I think acts of service would be a more common form for him. Think about it - he's a man of little words, so WOA is already knocked out. He's not very touchy despite trying for the sake of romance in general, so no PT. Quality time & receiving gifts just don't stand out too much for me to consider extremely consistent, but they're still there. You've been with him through his mission so it's obvious he likes you by his side, & as for gifts.. he'd greatly appreciate something he didn’t have to fork over credits for.

in terms of dates, he'd either prefer a dinner/cozy night in at home, or going somewhere quiet (night on the beach, a lonely lake)

his ‘type’ isn't very specific, but I'd say either someone whose personality has a big energy (my only ‘comparison’ is Zacharie lmao) or someone just as shy & awkward as he is in this relationship so he doesn’t feel so alone

this man will absolutely short circuit if you call him handsome/cute/hot/hunky/etc.

bonus trivia

his go-to photo pose is just a thumbs up (gives off the energy of a dad's “ok 👍🏽”)

he either meditates before bed & sleeps in a ‘coffin’ pose, or meditates & proceeds to snore like a buzzsaw

nervous behavior is just sweaty palms or playing with his fingers (or the fingers of whoever's next to him)

his blush reaches the tips of his ears

I'm very proud of this btw

I feel like he'd get a really bad sugar high on slushies, sodas, or energy drinks

bro has NO sense of table manners (& hardly ever uses utensils)

he makes hand hearts like this:

by namaqun

aaaand I think that's all I have for now! some of these ideas were from the perspective that batter is living on earth & not the zones btw. ty 4 reading <3

[epiphany333]

I LOVE MOVIE! FRODO AND I'M DYING ON THIS HILL

Ok, now that I got that off my chest, let's chat a bit, shall we? Because this hobbit *violently shakes Big Blue-eyed Frodo in their fist* did not go there in hell and back again to receive this amount of slander.

PJ's Frodo has had a historically, um... not great reception in the fandom. From being called whim, gay (in a derogatory 2000's way), useless, and 'not the actual hero' (which misses the whole point of Tolkien establishing a whole Fellowship in the first book!!), to being disparaged for not showcasing all of the traits of his book counterpart, the little guy has not seen a day of rest ever since he came back from Mordor in ROTK.

Movie!Frodo's biggest problem as the protagonist of a trilogy full to the brim with badasses and heroic feats reminiscent of legend is that he's a reactive character. In the book he gets to do some cool stuff (like standing up to the ringwraiths) which show that he is brave, knowleadgable, wise, respectable, collected, and has some leadership skills he puts to good use once it's only him and Sam. Book!Frodo is the most mature of the four hobbits, who look up to him in virtue of being the oldest. He has also spent 17 years as the master of Bag End, which grants him a great deal of experience before the quest even begins. He's well-settled in his ways and secure.

The movie never goes to any length to establish that more than a few months have gone by between the night when Frodo inherits the ring, and the moment that Gandalf comes back to check on it. We see a montage of Gandalf on his way to Gondor, then him reading in a Gondorian library, and that's it. For all we know, it's been what, roughly two months? Especially since Sam is still dealing with his Rosie Problems, and no one has aged visibly. It's obvious that the movie is not functioning on the exact same timeline than the books.

All of that to say that Movie!Frodo never gets to become Book!Frodo before he's sent away by Gandalf. He doesn't get over a decade's worth of experience in the dealings of the Shire, and he doesn't get accustomed to being on his own in Bag End long-term with the responsibilities that would bring, and thus, he just doesn't have the same well of knowleadge to operate with that Book!Frodo had. He hasn't grown into himself or his role as Master Baggins. I seriously doubt that the movies intended to make us think he is older than 40, and that would be 7 years too old to still be receiving "don't get into trouble" advice from his elders like he does in the Green Dragon scene.

This shift can look small, but it's nothing short of. It shrinks the age and experience differential between Frodo's character and the rest of the hobbits'. His role is no longer that of beloved leader who also is the trustworthy older cousin and Master. He's lowered to their level, and we're meant to see him the way they do in this version of their dynamic: protectively. Not as a guide, but a friend under a terrible burden. And despite this change, the narrative never makes it seem like he matters less than the others, even as the other hobbits go through more traditional hero journeys.

That is so important to me. We have a Frodo that is just as out of his comfort zone as Book!Frodo, but that lacks age and expertise, and yet, he is given as much respect as characters widely recognized as brave and strong. The narrative is compassionate and understanding of him, and doesn't demand from this young adult to show external signs of worthiness for his story to matter.

So yes, Movie!Frodo doesn't have a show-off. He stumbles more than he fights, like when he just trips on Wheathertop and doesn't even put on a fight. Really, count how many times he trips next time you watch the movies, it's greatly amusing. Nonetheless, what makes Frodo the only one who can take the ring as far as he did is something not measurable or quantifiable from the outside. It's not his wisdom, or dexterity, or being quick on his feet, but his endurance, integrity, and selfless love for others; friends, allies, home.

Book!Frodo is not necessarily better than Movie!Frodo because he better fits what we expect a protagonist and hero to be. Both Frodos have this well of care and inner strength, and that is what makes them both fit to take the ring to Mordor. You can like Book!Frodo more for what he gets to do, or because he's more composed and even more rough around the edges than young, inexperienced, vulnerable Movie!Frodo. But to write the latter off when he's, at the core, endowed with the same capability for love and courage is a disservice to both versions of the character.

And as to Movie!Frodo, I love that we get a protagonist that is allowed to not be infallible (though I'm not saying Book!Frodo is). He cries and trips (a lot!!), and suffers immensely yet shows so little, and the inner battle he is fighting is still as deserving of respect, as is the willpower to go through the fires of Mordor famished, cold and feverish, knowing that he won't come back from it. That's a noble sacrifice, and he's written and acted with such humanity. I am very fond of the writing choice, however controversial, of having a main character that struggles in the way he does. He doesn't have to be a great fighter or possess wisdom beyond his years to be taken seriously. We're asked to empathize with someone that is much more likely to be what we would be if we were tasked with carrying the One Ring, but with a heart and spirit that makes up for it. Like, imagine being yeeted out of the home you love at, say, 20 to confront all kinds of perils and nightmares?

We are tasked with empathizing with that guy. Still guileless, though not untouched by grief. Introverted, loyal, compassionate, and incredibly giving and supportive. He gave himself for the World, and he never got to enjoy his life fully afterwards. And unlike Book!Frodo, he didn't even get to carve out his place in The Shire for 17 years prior to this sacrifice. That should be enough to admire and respect him; the fact that he took a burden no one should carry upon himself, before even fully defining who he would be someday, and have that choice taken by the trauma of what he went through.

It is a beautiful task. Frodo's merit and worth are not based on how well he adjusts to the audience's expectations of what a male main character has to be. It is not dependant on cinematic conventions or ideas of "acceptable" masculinity. The unspoken, invisible emotional labor (a job that is asigned to women according to Western gender roles) of having endured the Ring's sway for over a year is enough proof of his good character as an individual. And sure, we can lament what was lost or changed in adaptation. But Movie!Frodo is not less noble for being different. And I personally really like this recontextualization of his character, I consider it a poignant writing choice. And please, how can anyone ever not appreciate Elijah Wood's job as Frodo?? He's incredible at embodying this younger, but still as admirable version of him.

[lilhughesy]

°•*⁀➷ YOU & ETHAN — umich hockey au thoughts

it was good when it started

warnings! angst

a/n: guys i am so sorry for this one... i am an ethan edwards girly through and through and writing this got me emotional ok- @isaadore here you go queen, the original version of this

- you and ethan were the first to meet before you met the rest of the umich hockey boys snd you made friends with the rest of the umich boys through him

- and you could never thank him enough for introducing you to your now best friends

- it was a random party you stumbled upon, it was filled with drunk teenagers who were just starting their college years

- there were bodies everywhere, it reeked of sweat and alcohol with the twinge of weed floating through the air

- but it really didn't take long for you to notice ethan

- he was tall and had broad shoulders with his fluffy brown hair and he seemed to also notice you at the party

- he was charming and his bright contiguous smile drew you straight to him at you first party during frosh week

- the two of you met in the middle, instantly introducing yourselves

"hi i'm y/n"

"what a pretty name for a pretty girl, i'm ethan but my friends call me eddie"

"it suits you"

"you think?"

"mhm"

- he knew from the start that there was something magnetic about you

- something about the way you carried yourself, or how your hair flowed, or maybe the sparkle in your eyes whenever you smiles had him drawn to you

- and honestly you stole his heart immediately

- he would never explicitly say that he believed in love at first sight, but boy were you ever something else

- he felt something physically churn within him the more he stood next to you, something like the butterflies erupting in his stomach and his heart doing somersaults like how they describe in cheesy romance comedy movies

- ethan craved your attention and your validation, constantly looking over to you to see if you were smiling or laughing at whatever he had said

- it was like it electrified him in the best way possible when he saw that you were giggling at whatever he had said or the small tilt of your head towards him had his heart racing

- he was the epitome of a golden retriever boy, his laugh automatically caused a smile to form on your face, he was polite and quick to help you get a refill on your drink, he was kind and respectful with his hand placement to make sure you never felt uncomfortable, and ethan never seemed to not have a smile on his face

- the two of you kicked it off immediately, conversations came with ease as the two of you settled against a wall at the party; choosing each other's companies rather than mingling with other freshmen at the same party

- he was sipping on his cheap frat beer and you were sipping on a twisted, but the drinks didn't matter when all he was focused on was making you laugh

- ethan didn't tell you right away that he was on the hockey team, mainly because he wanted to see if you wanted to talk to him just based off of his personality and not because he was a hockey player (which is something he was used to experiencing)

- you seemed be enjoying talking to him, considering how your hand rested on his forearm and how you didn't shrug off his arm that wrapped around your shoulders as he guided you through the crowd

- and honestly, you would never say it either but his touched engraved into your soul, maybe it was the softness of his fingertips on your skin or maybe it was the way he looked at you like nothing else mattered

- he helped you get another drink and kept you company throughout the night, with gentle whispers into your ear for only you to hear

- it wasn't until luke came up to ethan, where you quickly found out that the two were on the university of michigan hockey team

- it made sense, considering the athletic build of both of them with their muscular arms and broad shoulders

- but that didn’t impact the way you saw them

- however, things did change when your eyes landed on luke hughes

- his tall frame towered over you and the way his black tshirt seemed to hug him in all the right spots (especially around his biceps)

- his curly hair was also a bonus, because who doesn’t love curls peaking out from the edges of his hat

- his crooked little smile he offered you when he noticed that you were talking to ethan just prior to him showing up

- and ethan noticed the way his teammate’s eyes lit up when he saw you

- and how an unconscious smile formed on luke’s face as he introduced himself to you, a gentle hand on your arm

- along with the faint and barely noticeable blush painted across your cheeks as luke leaned down to hear you better over the loud music

- ethan saw the way that the two of you were being pulled towards one another into your own little world as if nothing else around you mattered in that moment

- and how he was standing on the outside of it to observe

- watching as what could’ve been slip away from his fingers right in front of him

- ethan dismissed himself with a lame excuse, something about needing another drink — leaving you alone with luke

- which was the last time he saw you that night, since luke and you seemed to have spent the rest of the night together

- and he had to listen to luke continuously talk about you aimlessly like you were his new found fascination

- when all he wanted to do was go back to that night at the party and keep your attention the entire night, because maybe he would be in luke's current position now

- but ethan knew that he knew better and that his internal conflict was selfish

- because how could he feel this way when his newfound best friend was so happy and completely enamoured by you

- and why would ethan want to be the one to ruin that for the both of you

- so, since then, ethan learned a new tool in life which was to suppress his building emotions and feelings

- he learned how to ignore his desire to be the one you spent your free time with

- and to fight against the magnetic pull that drew himself towards you

- because at the end of the day, you chose luke... you so clearly chose luke, even if you didn't even realize that you did

- and sometimes ethan knew that he looked like a kicked puppy, even the other guys could tell, but you never saw it with the rose coloured glasses you wore whenever you were around luke

- you couldn't have known how your silent and unconscious friend zoning towards ethan felt like a dagger to his heart, and every time you treated him like he was nothing more than another one of the umich hockey boys was you twisted the knife

- and ethan could not let himself be a second choice

- although on somedays he thought about even settling for second

- and with typical ethan edwards fashion, ethan would never blame you for that, not even for a second did he ever think about blaming you for choosing luke

- or even luke for being the one you chose

- he just was angry at himself but was now just letting himself live with this internal self anger

- he accepted that he was going to be the shoulder you cried on occasionally or be on the receiving end of your endless tiktok shares

- or how he was always going to be two seats away from you in class, since you always saved the ones next to you for luke and mackie

- he knew that he could never have you and that you would always just be a little bit out of reach and he just had to live with that and be okay with that reality

- which he slowly was learning to live with

[sanoelitist]

Osomatsu-san Midwestern AU

This is my first AU. I could've done something cool like some zombie apocalypse AU or bullshit, but I decided to be boring. I'm a midwesterner so of course I'm going to make them part of the midwest. (sorry about grammar and spelling)

The sextuplets live in Indiana in a small town outside of the city in the early-mid 2000s. They’re all nothing but a bunch 20-something years living in their parents basement (hey, at least they have jobs kinda) 

The sextuplets:

Osomatsu (he/him) - Brags about being the head singer of the sextuplet's shitty band (they haven’t performed since fucking high school) All he does is smoke weed all day. He's got fired from every job he had, mostly for slacking and stealing shit. He got arrested once for a DUI. Their mother begs him to get rid of that shitty mullet. got a bunch of shitty tattoos. He working (on the verge of being fired) at Krogers. Gets kicked out like every month, but comes back.

Karamatsu (he/him) - Works at car mechanic shop with his dad. Got arrested for shoplifting (he didn’t, it’s was Osomatsu) huge music nerd mainly of punk bands, he never shuts up about it. Dreams of being a NASCAR driver, his mother pray that he won't do it. Gets horrible breakouts when stress. He drives a blue 1990s Honda Accord LX because he crashed is last car (twice)

Choromatsu (they/them) - They go to a community college. Make money off of babysitting kids and does tutoring for middle schoolers. Try to be a holy child of the family (they everything, BUT holy) They always look the best going to church. Their mom brags about them to her friends. Has a crush on Osomatsu's friend (he's a drug dealer) Big DnD fan, plays with their group of friends on friday's nights.

Ichimatsu (he/they) - Black sheep of the family, I mean look at him. Worked at a Pizza Hut for 2 month and had a mental breakdown. He quit to work at a GameStop but fucking hated his manager. Got hired at hot topic (he still wants to kill himself) he smokes with Osomatsu sometimes. He's that one guy in high school that can get you are facial piercing at a cheap price and it has 50% chance of getting infection.

Jyushimatsu (he/him) - Volunteers at a baseball team and watch the kids get yelled at by the drunk coach for not having their head in the game, but the kids love him so. Got fired from Dairy Queen for giving free blizzards to random kids and girls he found pretty. Big cartoon dog lover, he got like 8 t-shirt (ichi got them for him) He the only one with actual stable fucking relationship (jyushi x homura for the win)

Todomatsu (they/he/she) - Works at a retail job, first Burlington then goodwill for a bit because they mom got they the job. Now he works at the Macy's inside the mall. He hopes to be a hairstylist and get the fuck out of Indiana. Got an off and on relationship with his boyfriend (Atsushi) with some other situationships.

Ok now the real important info: Who are virgins still?

Karamatsu - looking for the right person (he's too nervous)

Choromatsu - Religious reasons (doesn't mean they ain't thinking about it)

Ichimatsu - too nervous, but never really be thinking about it

Parents:

Matsuyo - The most midwestern mom you can think of. She a pediatrician.

Matsuzo - Barely there with his kids, emotionally. he's a car mechanic. he's trying lol

Ok that's my shitty AU, I'll add more as time goes on or completely abandoned this idk. When I was thinking about this AU, I was listening to hella Midwestern emo music. And I was like "the brothers would definitely relate to this shit" also never seen a midwestern AU before probably because no one cares.

Shout to the midwest, especially Indiana, we ain't got shit to do here lol